Scorched by Lee M.A. & Society Salvation

Author:Lee, M.A. & Society, Salvation
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Wild Thorns Press
Published: 2021-01-10T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eighteen

I wanted Meghan so badly, that I became desperate with need.

In all of my years of training, I knew better than to give in to your own needs. I had been beaten, starved, and hunted down and still, I had held better resolve than when I am with Meghan. With her, I crumble at the slightest smile. Her touch could undo me in a heartbeat. And, it did.

I had told myself that I would wait before I kissed Meghan. I would have some self-restraint and wait until she was more comfortable being with me. I knew I needed to gain her trust first. I know it sounds absurd, but dealing with a broken woman is like being out in the fields.

When you are hunting the enemy or trying to get a victim to trust you that you are the bad guy here to save the day-- well, it requires a level of expertise. And, if I had been in combat, I would have been dead or lost my target. Meghan blinded me to everything else and this was a dangerous game we both were playing.

Too bad, I refused to stop playing.

Still holding her in my arms, I saw the look in her eyes that told me, she was beginning to see that I wasn’t, in fact, the enemy but a good guy. Her heart was racing wildly against my chest as we both struggled to breathe.

“What exactly do you think is yours?” Meghan asked me, that sassy attitude back.

I could throw another comment back and continue our normal banter, or I could dive right in and tell her exactly what I wanted. Looking deep into her eyes, I smiled.

“Meghan, I want you. We have both been burned and lost those we cared about. We don’t have to run from the bullets and pain anymore. Give me a chance,” I pleaded.

This was the moment of truce. Either she would agree or I would be left cold and alone.

Meghan looked at me like she was trying to reach deep down into my soul. I knew she was trying to read me, I had seen it by CIA operatives over the years. For someone with no military background, Meghan sure did have the tactics of one.

“I want to stop running, but I don’t know how,” she admitted, and there it was. She finally broke down and admitted something aloud that I knew she had been holding in for far too long.

Holding her tighter, I needed to not only hear my words but feel what I was saying. “This won’t be easy and we will both make mistakes. But, we will take it slow. Go out on dates, get to know one another. But, I won’t give up on showing you that love can exist after heartache,” I told her.

I heard her gasp as a tear rolled down her beautiful face. I wanted to crumble under her touch and do everything in my power to fix her hurt. In time, hopefully, I would. Taking my tumb, I captured the tear and wiped it on my jeans.

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